Stephanie (collacentaur) wrote,

Ah, fall.

This is the time of year when all my friends start to sidle away from me, because my circulation has cut out. It's really odd how I can be warm, even overly warm, but my hands will still be chilled.

I remember fondly the marching band rehearsals out in the parking lot. I had part of the drum line trained well enough that every time the instructor called a break, one of them would come to me, turn his or her back, and loosen the collar so I could slip my hands in and warm them.

Okay, so maybe I did have friends in high school. Or maybe I just knew a lot of masochists...

The nice crisp cold makes me want to snuggle up in a big blanket in front of a fire with a hot cup of something. And someone friendly-but-not-serious to cuddle up to.
Tags: nostalgia

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